Angel

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Your wings smother me in my sleep,

And I am frightened,

A little too scared to scream.

My head is under the shiny surface,

And the water erases me,

Leaving me clueless.

The dark forest leans over my head,

Reminding me of the sun

And its million threads.

You steal the cold air from my lungs,

But I am just furious,

I cannot bite my tongue.

My knife pierces your vicious wings,

And you are taken by surprise,

So, you let me steal the rings.

As soon as you have finally bled out,

I let myself breathe in

And lose the lingering doubt.

I cut off your nimbus, break it in half,

Melt it in my hot palms,

Then patch up my scars.

You were an angel, you were a curse.

Despite all your powers,

I killed you first.

-Jackie

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